"You're right, Master of the Ancestral Forest Hall. It'll be great if the Thousand Snow Hall can hold such a convention." The person who spoke was a silver-haired man. He looked unimaginably young and his silver hair was glittering. His eyes were so charming that people would never forget them for the rest of their lives.
"This is the Summoning Union's own idea. Hall Master Thousand Snow, why don't you go and discuss with those people?" The short and shriveled body of the Master of the Ancestral Forest Hall nestled on the chair. A malicious smile appeared on his extremely tight facial features. The silver-haired handsome man chuckled softly, as if he didn't care.
